this is a personal speculation/headcannon of mine (it’s probably extremely ooc so i apologize in advance); but i feel like king baldwin iv would never approach his beloved or confess his love willingly. though he views this illness as a blessing from God, i feel like there’s some part of him that will not allow himself to love his s/o like any other *normal* lover. because there’s still that part of him that views himself as nothing but a battered body- carried only by weak tired bones and ruined skin and polluted blood, and you are far too precious to be burdened with his suffering. he loves you too much for that. so he loves you from afar, and contents himself at the sight of your smile, bright and laughing and innocent, his blue, blue eyes cloudy with longing. and he aches, oh, he aches. (and the worst part of this is maybe the fact that he knows it has nothing to do with his sickness this time.)
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I have literally never seen anyone use color the way you do. I’ve been sitting here for ten minutes trying to figure out how to explain how your art makes me feel and I still don’t know what to say. The way your coloring brings your art to life is so magical that I forgot about my surroundings because I got so absorbed in your art that it felt like entering a world of magic where all your pieces are real and it brought tears to my eyes as I looked through your art tag
This is like the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me, thank you so much. I am colourblind, so to hear that my colours look somewhat decent and not totally horrendous makes me very happy. Thank you, I love you.
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I love it when he’s incomprehensible. I love it when the human language would never be able to describe him. I love it when he’s infinity long and infinity wide. I love it when he’s the most beautiful creature the universe holds. I love it when the sight of him is a curse. I love it when even he doesn’t know how to describe himself. I love it when he defies all that is know. I love it when constricting himself to a form that is perceivable is difficult for him. I love that he is loved. I love that he would encourage the creativity that his identity gives people. I love how narcissistic he is. I love that he is music. I love that he is literature. I love that he is sound. I love that he is art. I love that he’s older than time itself. I love that he’s young and immature. I love that he pretends to know everything despite the fact he really doesn’t. I love how his pride is his downfall. I love how incredibly flawed he is. I love how obsessive he can be about things that really don’t matter. I love that he can’t see the bigger picture. I love that he loves his creation. I love that he hates his creation. I love that he gave his creation the tools to hurt him and never stops him from doing such.
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Happy Birthday @another-underfellsans !!!
So I finally finished this drawing, scene from a non-canon RP we did.
Though damn cool scenario I must say XD
It's always fun RPing with you!
Thanks for giving us your interpretation of Fell, in return I give you this fanart.
Happy birthday! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
Explanation of the RP for who's curious (I repeat non-canon RP):
It was a "what if Fell had gone insane too and tries killing his friends?" so in this scene he's fighting Goggles and spoiler Fell kills him.
Enjoy!
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Me: phew thank God Ai's dream was like the car one where it was actually him who kinda caused it. Haha kinda silly 😜 all's well that ends well tho~
*the family playing around and the camera pans to Yu's face darkening*
Wait....Yu.. were you actually...going to??? Yu, tell me you weren't going to?! 😨
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it's midnight my time so regardless of what time it is for you HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i want to be the first birthday wish am i the first birthday wish. hello. i am the favourite mutual. anyway i know we tease a lot but u are truly one of my favourite people on this godforsaken earth and you make me laugh so much with ur silly whimsical and unsettling ways, a true clown and jester amongst men. i feel like i can start any joke no matter how insane and you won't hesitate to bounce back with it and that's such a fun dynamic to have with someone. i appreciate you and all that. ur an adult now!!!! that's so exciting even if i know ur a lil nervous about it, i promise it's not all doom and gloom and hopefully life's gonna open up a hell of a lot for you now. here's to another year of terrorising each other! love ya bestie, happy happy birthday (even if this is like 7 hours early) xxx
HIIIIII THANK YOUUUUU!! I'm answering this first so you won't get on my ASS even though there are other asks in my inbox now YES YOU WERE THE FIRST MUTUAL. it's only cause you're so impatient though🙄 if everyone waited until it was midnight their time theo would've had you best for sure. for the record you were only 5 hours early though. ANYWAY. THIS IS SO SWEEEEEEETTT WHO KNEW YOU HAD IT IN YOU YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CRY. UGH. I LOVE YOU TOO!!💖💖💖💖💖 TOP TEN MUTUAL FOR SURE I LOVE BEING INSANE WITH YOU BESTIE!! MY PERFECT PARTNER IN COMEDIC DUO AGHHH LOVE YOUUU!!
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mm, thinking about having you on display during a church service. standing at my podium and talking about resisting temptation. to help me with a presentation, i call you over. you're so cute in your royal priest outfit, wanting to match the atmosphere of the occasion and i can't help but make sure to tell you as much. i mean, the way that your face burns whenever i compliment you is just too adorable. i pull you to a seat i set out at center stage, where everybody can see. i sit down and pull you into my lap, telling you to just follow my lead and to not worry about anything. of course, you're confused on how my actions correlate to my sermon, but i insist that you simply sit back and look pretty, just let me do all the thinking. i then address our audience in the pew, using you as an example of the ways our earthly pleasures can cause us to lose focus and stray from the path of light. i undo the buttons on your soutane, watching as it falls to the floor. next is your alb, and as i remove it, your underclothes are revealed and, subsequently, removed as well revealing you to everybody. there's gasps from the audience, but not a word of protest, all of them entranced by you. they're all looking at you, your highness. adoring you. /wanting you/. i kiss your newly exposed neck, licking up the side and to your cheek, seeing the way you get so embarrassed. when you voice such feelings, i shush you and remind you that you want to be a good boy, dont you? then let yourself be embarrassed for me, okay? that's such a good puppy. i run my hands all over your body, describing all the ways you tempt me, fill me with unholy feelings such as lust. i spread your legs to show off how affected you are by being used as a presentation, as eye candy, being so well behaved as i show you off and dangle you just out of reach from those in the crowd who are struggling to control themselves at the sight of you. wouldn't you love that? i know i would <3
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whining whininggg WHININGG this one is just cruel. this one is so cruel and so.!!! so!!! ugh.!!! burying my self in the blankets and hugging pillows while reading and writing a reply. this one is so good. curse you and your daydreams. you. hgh. whg. filling out the pawbeanies kink bingo i see.......
crumbling at this concept so much imm. ugh.
how inappropriate i think. it should be something so proper and chaste, shouldn't it?? i don't usually pay attention during sermons or services anyway (though i'd probably focus on it if it was you. the sound of your voice and all that), but. going along with whatever you have planned, not really knowing where you're going with this because? why would i ever expect something so sinful?
maybe i don't realize where it's going until it's too late. squirming in your lap and blinking as your words sink in, cheeks flushing when you address the audience- like hmph, am i a distraction to you?? is that a proper way to refer to your prince?? but also gh. can't squirm and be a brat when you're unbuttoning the clothes you probably helped me put on that morning... not when people are watching. not when you have me helpless like this.
it's so much i think. the. being undressed in front of an audience??? occasionally turning to hide my face in your chest, when it's too much. whining because you can't talk about how much you desire me and touch me in front of. so many people. so cruel, to show me off like that. it should be embarrassing, humiliating to be shown off like a piece of eye candy, like a doll for a bunch of others to ogle... like oh. this is a new side of me they'd most likely never dream of seeing. but also it's so. thrilling. but also hmph.
maybe ... perhaps. i don't want you to have all the fun. if you think i'm such a distraction, maybe i should try and make you stray from the path of light even more? playing up how loud i'm whining, grinding down into your lap as you show me off, my fingers curling into your vestments as i try to tug them off. looking up at you so, so sweetly as i try to tempt you to give into the urges i know you keep locked away. maybe even being so bold and trying to pull you into a kiss. wouldn't that be nice? to ruin me on the altar in front of a rapt audience? punish me for being such a tempting little thing? maybe make me beg for forgiveness of my sins...
or somethi ng liek that.... much to. ponder and all... mhm... mhm...
(but also. hehe thank youou.. thank you thank you for these. always. im habing fun)
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